2018年10月24日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 339th. week

From behind the clouds, to get back to the star, the mothership goes.
To petrify, sitting the chair, a girl turns.
On a scene in spring, by back exposure only alone, the shadow of death appears on him.
No one comes, on a grand piano, a red rose left.
A red belly band, a blue belly band, lined up with.

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